“I suppose the thing to do now is to inform Lord Hastings at once.”
“I suppose so. Or no, I believe it would do just as well to wait until morning. He has retired and there is no use arousing him. The plotters can do nothing to-night.”
“I guess you are right. By the way, what do you think of Taylor’s remarks about Miss Beulow?”
“I believe you are more interested in remarks concerning Miss Beulow than I am,” replied Jack, with a smile.
Frank blushed.
“Well, maybe so,” he said. “But she is a nice girl, and I don’t believe she would have much use for a traitor, even though he is plotting to deliver England into the hands of her own country. Do you?”
“I don’t know anything about it,” was the reply. “You can ask her in the morning if you like. In the meantime, let’s get some sleep.”
CHAPTER XVI.
A TRAP IS SET.
It was late the following morning when Frank and Jack succeeded in gaining a private hearing with Lord Hastings.
“Now what is it you have on your mind?” he asked, when they were finally seated in his cabin.